My tone was firm but gentle.

Lyon was familiar enough with me that he knew when I had made up my mind, no amount of reasoning would change it. So he did not insist on further conversation.

We were parking in front of the restaurant when Jack and Pete showed up.

The moment Jack saw me and Lyon together, his face turned ice-cold.

"Uncle Lyon, why are you here alone with Sofia?" Jack asked icily.

"I did her a good deed, and she's taking me out to dinner in appreciation. Isn't that all right? Or are you just desperate to give the tabloids more ammunition? Do you want to give...